BROKEN (EPISODE 11)

Broken. Episode 11!

An hour later, I was still in my room, when my phone rang and I looked at the screen, it was sister Margaret. I reluctantly picked and she started begging me to stay away from her daughter. That she would do anything for me to stay far away from her and also delete her number from my phone. I thought about it for a while and decided that this was a perfect opportunity for me to make some more money, so I replied, "Aunty, what you are asking me will not be easy o, I swear. Your daughter is already in love with me, if you want me to really stay away from her, then it will cost you so much money, if not, just bear in mind I will keep fucking your daughter exactly how you fuck me. So..." "Amaka wait, what has come over You? What do you do with all the money you keep asking for? You are like what? 17 years old and you demand for money like this, why?" She interrupted me.

I insisted and didn't back down at all, after much back and forth, we agreed she would give me N300,000 naira to stay away from her daughter and she begged me to give her 2 weeks go gather the money. I was so happy, seeing that my plan was falling in place.

One week later, I still fucked her daughter in the school toilet. I knew I was never going to back down, I would collect the money and keep doing her daughter. I don't feel bad for any of them.

Meanwhile, my aunty had been busy attending one church programme or another, she didn't really have my time, until the day she walked in on me dressing up. I was wearing only panties, with bra in hands, she walked in, bolted the door and took the bra from me, dropped it on the bed, then began to kiss me passionately. She was kissing me like her life depended on it. Her moans were too loud and it gave me a great concern, though, I didn't care if her husband caught us, my only fear was my smart, younger sister hearing her moans from outside.

My aunt ravaged me, with reckless abandon. She kissed, sucked, nibbled and finger fucked me to her satisfaction. From the very first day this whole thing started, she never undressed in front of me neither did she tell me to touch her, she was the one doing the whole thing, which was unlike sister Margaret.

I had thought of how to pay my aunt back but the only two ways that came to mind was her husband and her pretty best friend. I had already collected her number, but I needed to thread with caution since I didn't know if she was into such a thing or not. For I certainly knew that it wasn't all women that indulges in such act. But I was determined to pay my aunt back, so I didn't mind the risk at all.

One night, my aunt went to a vigil and I knew the time to fuck her husband had finally come. I always made their bed every morning, but that particular day, I kept doing other chores and pretending not to remember to fix their bedroom until she was leaving that night, she walked into the kitchen and said, "once you are done from here, make sure you go straight to my room and arrange the bed before any other thing. I am off to the vigil, come and lock the door" she turned and left.

Two hours later, I quickly showered, wore the skimpiest of gown, with no bra and pant and walked straight into my aunt's room. Her husband was already asleep on the bed. I stood there for a while staring at him, losing the courage to walk up to him. I thought of how nice he was and all he had done for my sister and I, also what would be my fate if he refused my moves, but then, I didn't care. I had lost all sense of sanity. After standing there for about 5 minutes, I confidently walked up to him, gently got on the bed and traced my hand from his belly button, down to his waistline, then He opened his eyes...

To be continued